[He drew back from kissing over her, eyes on her face as he felt his breath catch in his throat. Was she going to-- well. It seemed she was. If possible, he felt himself throb harder, her hand around him like a promise of things to come and he let out a soft little groan, leaning in to flick his tongue over her lips.]

I'm not certainly I can promise anything. I tend to lose myself with you and I'll admit, I'm incredibly turned on by the fact you want to do this here. Now. Rather brazen, Detective. I love it.